pinnacle evolution system

"Light-type? Dual-type Dharma Saints?" Li Luo, the adjutant on the city wall, noticed the changes on the battlefield, and couldn't help but leaned down to take a closer look, with a look of surprise and joy on his face.

That lord turned out to be a dual-line Dharma Sage, and he had never read relevant reports and records in the Chronicles of People like this, it is really unbelievable, maybe this is some expert hermit who cultivated alone in the deep mountains and old forests , This time I saw that Xi was in trouble, so I came to the rescue.

The distance was too far, and with Ye Yun's own light and shadow effects, the soldiers couldn't see Ye Yun's face clearly, but even if they saw it, they wouldn't feel too strange.

Fasheng is a special group of people who have mastered the laws of heaven and earth. In other words, such people have already become saints, and their lifespan has long since broken the racial restrictions.Normally, the Lingsheng can live for three hundred years, the Xuansheng can live for five hundred years, and the legendary Supreme Dharma Saint can live for a thousand years.However, there has not been one Supreme Dharma Sage in the past few hundred years, and it has gradually been passed down as a legend.

It is rumored that reaching the Supreme Dharma Sage to call the wind and rain, move mountains and seas is just a matter of leisure, and you can get rid of the shackles of the body and travel the universe with your soul, and it is easy to catch the stars and the moon.

Therefore, even if all the soldiers on the city wall of the Western Capital saw Ye Yun's face, they would only lament that this lord is really talented and has a good face.

"This gray innocence is really depressing. It makes people feel almost breathless. I'm really sorry. I'm afraid of the dark and like to brighten the room. I can't sleep alone at night without turning on the light!" Ye Yun smiled. Smiling, his face was hidden under the light crown, and the outline could be seen faintly. The evil sword that fell on the ground before he flipped his wrist flew up from the ground like a puppy who had heard the order, and then landed steadily. in the palm of your hand.

As if blessed by the element of light, the dim body of the Sacred Sword of Exorcising Evil suddenly shone brightly, like a precious jade washed away with lead, and looked like nothing ordinary.

"What exactly do you want to say?" The Bone Monarch clenched the scepter in his hand, and stared at Ye Yun with empty eye sockets with sky blue soul flames.

It already felt a little bad. Undead Carlos was born to be restrained by light spells. This is no exception even at the monarch level, but restraint is no longer the key to absolute victory.

"I mean, it's time to dawn." After Ye Yun finished speaking, he raised the Sacred Evil Sword above his head without any unnecessary movements. A dazzling white light lit up from the sword and then went straight to the sky.

As if meeting a nemesis, the dark sky in the sky avoided one after another, and all the dark shadows would be far away under the shining of the light, but the sky cleared up in an instant.The blue sky is like a clear lake, which makes people feel refreshed at first glance.

Without the cover of the clouds, the sun shone unscrupulously. The Bone Lord waved the scepter in his hand, and a large black cloud immediately gathered above his head to prevent himself from being exposed to the sun.

Carlos, the undead at the monarch level, is no longer afraid of the sun, but his own combat power will be slightly affected. This is an instinctive disgust, just like people can live without cooking food, but that is too much. It is uncomfortable for the stomach and intestines to accept it. Under normal circumstances, we still cook it and add various ingredients to make it delicious before eating.

"Lion, your strength is very strong, but this king has just woken up and his strength has not yet returned to its peak. If you want to compete, let's talk about it next time!" The Bone Lord didn't want to take the plan at all, and wanted to slip away confidently.

The white bone scepter in his hand hit the ground heavily, and the ground began to tremble, and all three behemoths broke through the ground to reveal their real bodies.

A three-headed hellhound as tall as a dozen stories, a gorilla covered in bones, and a big purple snake with three forked heads.

These three undead creatures summoned by the Bone Monarch all have strong auras, not much weaker than the previous Skeleton Knight.

"Tear it up." The Lord of Bones said so, but his body was retreating very honestly.

"More than people, right?" Ye Yun didn't panic at all, and even wanted to laugh when he saw the three behemoths rushing towards him.

"Holy light, that evil looks worth fighting, and rebuke that light's mighty destruction, God's Mighty King Curse!" Ye Yun raised the holy sword in his hand and shouted, the six huge wings of light behind him spread to the maximum, and his whole body slowly Floating and finally hovering above the blue sky.

In the bright white sky, a beam of light seemed to descend from the distant sky, covering Ye Yun's whole body, and everyone present saw a huge figure appearing behind Ye Yun.

It was a tall and majestic eight-winged angel wearing bright light armor and holding a burning holy sword in his hand. He was extremely tall with the sky above his head and his feet on the ground.

The three undead creatures didn't have the slightest fear, as if they didn't see the sudden change in Ye Yun's body, they continued to rush forward.

Seeing this, King Shenwei Ming held up the holy sword in his hand, and the dazzling light illuminated the world.

"Where are the Twelve Battle Angels!"

"The subordinate is here." Twelve voices with indistinguishable male and female voices rang out in unison in the sky.

The next moment, all the soldiers on the city wall of the Western Capital saw twelve smaller seraphim emerging from behind the ten-winged angel, each with different weapons in their hands, and each of them was imposing.

"Kill!" The holy sword in King Shenwei Ming's hand fell heavily, and twelve figures fell towards the three fierce beasts after the words fell.